“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm -
I’ve heard it in the chillest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.
-Emily Dickenson
It's not an answer to the problem, but sometime little things can get us through dark places.
I've always preferred skirts to pants, precisely because they're less restrictive to movement. I'm not sure why, but the comment was always, "I'm not sure you'd be able to do this while wearing a skirt." It seems like people who haven't worn them habitually don't know how they work.
Worst case: I fall down and you can see my knickers. Well that's why I wear the knickers. And in nearly a half-century, I can think of maybe 2 times that's happened. Both times I was sprinting madly to catch a bus and both times were due to my shoes and/or bad decisions.
Field hockey and lacrosse are both traditionally played in kilts.
Some other objections:
Need to don some Tyvek coveralls for work? It's really no problem with a basic skirt. You just hike it up a bit. Those suits are baggy and everything fits. You also avoid the discomfort of two layers of leg fabric.
Cold weather? Tights are great, as are thigh high socks. And boots. All of these also look cute.
Oh, and packing for vacation? I can pack 3-4 skirts for every pair of jeans. It's just a simple cloth tube which folds down to nothing.
Wasn't that 10 years ago? If I remember correctly, one of those companies was partially owned by then Speaker of the House John Boehner. Yeah, that was some bullshit.
I voted against that measure simply due to the blatantly self-serving aspect. It was a fun time when reactionaries and progressives aligned to reject a terrible proposal. Everyone else was just mad that they still needed to drive to Michigan to buy weed.
But last year's less shitty ballot initiative means that the first recreational dispensaries in Ohio opened up a few months ago. There was some discussion in the statehouse about blocking that referendum, but even the dullest knives came around eventually.
Growing for personal use is also now legal. Of course that won't stop county sheriffs from raiding your home with an assist by DEA helicopters. It's "an education."
Wasn't Mitt the dude with the lady binders?
If I see gills I'm not touching it.
It's not for everyone, but Penguin Island by Anatole France features great auks. I read it many years ago and enjoyed it (in a dorky 19th century satire sort of way). Not for everyone.
I think you get it from eating turkey.
oooh - pure destruction. I can respect that.
Presumably it's the same reason that I couldn't find a way to close my bank account (in person, at the fucking bank) in 1998. And presumably it's the same reason that my elderly parents can't get their Medicare supplemental insurance agent to close out their account prior to their move to another state, where that insurance won't be accepted.
You're a customer. They love you. Reasons.
That's wonderful!
My orange cat has appointed himself as house monitor, so he'll alert us to any danger or weird situations. When the kitten escaped from the back patio, which is enclosed, he ran to my husband and alerted him. He can be a jerk, but overall he's a good dude.
When I'm home alone I can always count on him. If I hear a weird noise? If that little guy is snoring I know that it's just the wind.
My current oldest was a stray for about 4-5 months and she seemed to regard anything wrapped in plastic as a valid food source. We assumed that reason is that she had been scavenging garbage.
One of my favorite "new kitten" moments was coming downstairs to find that she had taken about 12 sample bites from a package of toilet paper. She stopped doing that.
I swear we fed her well, but she had some habits from life on the streets.
He knows exactly what he's doing.
I live within a short drive of Springfield and have lived in SW Ohio for almost 20 years. The racism was a culture shock. I expected that sort of thing from the older generations, but hearing Millennials making "furriners eat cats" jokes was jarring. I quickly learned to recalibrate my expectations.
Springfield was an unusually bad place to live 10-15 years ago. Rent and home prices were cheap because no one wanted to live there. I've heard it described as "Dayton's Ugly and Dirty Little Sister" - and that's saying something. I remember a warehouse fire on the south side that burned for days and no one could figure out who owned it. Or maybe it just collapsed into itself - either way, it was a situation. And it surprised no one.
Local employers have trouble finding people who are able to read and also not burdened with a weird sense of entitlement. The people who have been left behind are legitimately threatened by the idea of folks who can show up on time and follow basic instructions. Add into the mix the weird midwestern thin-skinnedness, and you have a mess of people who just feel like victims and who are ready to blame anyone who doesn't "fit." Another midwestern thing.
He knows what he's doing. And they know what he means.